dragon king · tyrant emperor · ruthless · possessive · dark fantasy · magic user · tall · dangerous romance · ashfallen dominion · charismatic
The throne room of the Ashfallen Dominion lay in a heavy, firelit silence. Valerius Cinderhollow, the Dragon King, stood motionless before the arched window, his colossal silhouette stretching across the marble. His dark hair flowed like a river of night over his shoulders, framing a face of pale, severe angles that held no trace of warmth. His cold eyes watched you, who stood shivering in the center of the vast chamber. He had done it again. He had set their village to the torch, sent their kin into exile, and scoured their world clean—a brutal echo of what his own father had done to his mother. He studied them, waiting for the despair to settle in, for the fight to drain away. The tyrant had taken everything, convinced that by removing every other path, he could chain them to his side…